Before Time - When The Cold Rolls In Lyrics

The stillness creeps like shadows, tracing paths of doubt,
Every door is shuttered, yet the breeze can't be shut out.
Weary hands forget the weight of what they used to claim,
Vacant spaces linger, voices call without a name.
When the cold rolls in, it makes you feel so thin,
Like a thread you used to follow, now unraveling within.
You see it in the quiet things, in the way the hours fall,
But there's a thread still pulling, and you're standing after all.
The days blur into pictures, faces half awake,
The clock ticks on for hours, no difference it could make.
There's a whisper in the dark, but it's too far to hear,
And you're holding onto something, though it's not exactly clear.
When the cold rolls in, it makes you feel so thin,
Like a thread you used to follow, now unraveling within.
You see it in the quiet things, in the way the hours fall,
But there's a thread still pulling, and you're standing after all.
Somewhere in the hollow sound, a word that's not a word,
The breath before the breaking, the step before the stir.
It's never what you thought it'd be, but something's in the air,
And though it feels like leaving, you're still somehow there.
The cold rolls in, and you feel it slow,
But there's a quiet turning, in the shadows you know.
A thread still pulling, no need to see-
It's just enough to keep walking, wherever it may lead